Stargate Book Novels & Stories

“I’d like the steak you cooked yourself.” He laughed as well, and his gaze was as sweet as honey. “Alright. I’ll cook for you forever.” He held my hand and laced our fingers together. My plane soon departed. As I watched the capital grow smaller, I felt my heart calming down. My screen showed the messages Samuel had just sent me. [Send me a message once you’ve arrived. I’ll be done with my project next year. Once it’s completed, I’ll keep you company at MIT. [Also, your wedding gift is the introduction to String Theory. I just finished writing it last night.

POV EMMA BELLE The Stargate, dormant since the Architect’s departure, began to resonate with a frequency that bypassed the ears and vibrated directly in the pineal gland. It wasn't drawing power from the stars; it was drawing it from the Bloom. Vines of emerald-violet light, thick as ship’s masts, climbed the air themselves, weaving into a crystalline lattice that stretched upward toward a point in the sky that didn't exist in three dimensions.

This Awakening wasn't the first one to occur, in fact it was the third Awakening, but it was the first in which Alicia had been either killed or captured. She remembered waking up on her home world the day of the Awakening, hearing the call that had been sent out through the Space-time Continuum. She didn't feel that electric like feeling she normally did, the presence of her abilities was there, but she felt fractured somehow. Almost as if she had awoken in a body that had been sabotaged upon her arrival. None of the Awakenings had been like this one, she felt wounded. Not mortally, like a piece of her soul had been taken from her somehow. If she had arrived to the day, she'd become a Gatek

If there is a way, it is in this book. He runs his finger over the various titles of prophecy and catastrophic tales, and stops when he reads: “Hell's Gate”. - Hell's Gate. – reads aloud. - Should be it. – Gary says.

argued Leo. But Grayson was just shaking his head. Unwilling to believe the friendly doorman was a spy. A spy who’d stabbed him in the back more than once. Was the story about his granddaughter Stella and the accident even fucking true? Had it all been a lie? Or maybe the accident and Stella’s medical bills was the reason Tony had become an informant for Hugo in the first place. For the money and it had to pay well indeed.

While Collen proceeded forward as if this was nothing, hands in his pockets, the girls rushed after him looking around in awe. "So if you need anything while you're staying here you can see the front desk, or if you wish to come up here just go the forty eighth floor and call out for Arthur, I'll make sure he knows, although he won't respond if someone else is present." After a short walk they arrived at a large glass dome you were unable to see through. Collen once again held up his card, after a brief pause the glass parted revealing the entry, when they stepped inside the crushing weight of the truth began to weigh in on Daphne. "H-Ha-haha." She began quietly laughing. The entrance was li

It wasn't much but it still was something. A new gate had been put to prevent just anyone from getting access to the male hostel. The gate was black, and tall — almost thrice as tall as Harold, and looked like it was crowned with prongs. Harold wondered if any of the changes was because of what had happened last semester. He didn't let that bother him. He reached the gate. Right before he got in, to his right, a young man with a permanent scowl on his face sat under the sun. He had a desk before him and a lot of paperwork sprawled all around.

Caleb’s voice echoed through the mental link, vibrating with a primal hunger for vengeance. He was the first through the breach. He didn't use a door; he used the kinetic force of his own body to shatter the inner containment fields. Scarlett followed close behind, her star-star cloak shimmering with the residual energy of the Star Gate. In her left hand, the Stellar Navigator pulsed with a frantic, red warning light; in her right, the jade brush was poised to rewrite the very air.

“Don’t feel sorry for me. I’ve always been proud of you. “And don’t hate me, Luna. I wasn’t there for much of your life, but I hope you’ll become brave and responsible…” My smile faded. Then came Luna’s wailing cries, crashing through the silence like shattered glass. And I heard so many voices from that mountain, from the countless lights across the land. They were proof that I had been here, that I had lived. And for that… My journey in this world had been worth it. … Epilogue - Amber Sky

Symbols similar to those in Anna’s book glowed faintly on its surface. “This must be it,” Anna said, her voice filled with a mix of relief and apprehension. Ryan approached the gate, running his fingers over the symbols. “So… how do we open it?” Anna stepped forward, holding the book up to the gate. The symbols on the gate began to glow brighter, matching the book’s light. With a deep rumble, the gate slowly opened, revealing a chamber bathed in ethereal light. Inside stood the guides—three ghostly figures cloaked in shimmering robes. Their faces were obscured, but their presence exuded a sense of ancient wisdom.